I'm about the last person you'd expect to end up in Gotham. One minute I'm chillin' at a roadhouse, minding my own business, then the universe says "YEET". Also, I was dead. And blond. I was kind of... perfect. I was like looking in a mirror. I have...
Strange: Did you make the list? The one of ways to be okay?
Gita: Yes, I did,
Strange: Would you like to share it with me? Hmm?
Gita: Okay. [reads the list out loud, except the ones including Jason and Darren]
Strange: That's a good list. Did it feel helpful?
Gita: I'm in prison - but sure.
Gita:
Strange:
Strange: Okay. Let's keep going. Did you happen to try the mock interview exercise I recommended?
Gita: What?
Strange: The exercise where you imagine you're sitting with everyone you'd like to talk to, and you're asking them all the questions you want to ask? And letting them answer?
Gita: Oh, yeah. Right. The psychological torture. Yeah, I tried it.
Strange: Well, what did you think?
Gita: It was painful.
Strange: Can you help me understand what you mean by "painful"?
Gita: I don't know.
Stange:
Gita:
Strange: Okay. Let me try another question. Where you able to picture those conversations in a way that was helpful for you?
Gita: I mean, that's the problem, right? That's what makes it impossible to trust the conversations. The interviews. Because it's all there.
Strange: Where?
Gita: In my head.
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